The year is 1988. I am living my relaxed 2 year old baby life including wild activities like sleeping, eating & playing on repeat. Somewhere else in the world Ava Gardner starts her secret conversations with writer Peter Evans about her truly wild years in the Golden Era of Hollywood (1940s-1950s). At that time in her life, Ava is broke. So broke that writing a book with anecdotes about the glamorous, yet not so innocent Hollywood heydays, seems her only way out. This book is not the classic autobiographic book that you might aspect. It’s very honest, but at the same time also very realistic. At the time it was so honest, that Ava herself stopped the book from being published. Ava died in 1990. And it wasn’t until 2012 that her memoirs could be published. Read more
We’re still in the celebration mood. Friday was the yearly Holi spring celebration where Hindus (and anyone else who likes to join) celebrate the arrival of spring. Yesterday spring was literally in the air and in my opinion a day that officially required sunglasses. So what do you do when you go outside?
Take Forget your sunglasses. Oh well, today is another sunny day. The forecast of warm sunny days for the next six months makes me really cheerful. First of all, I am the kind of person who embraces hibernation in January and February. Especially when we have really cold winters. Secondly: I love those spring (and summer) retro looks. So keep that sun coming! Read more